Chapter 59 - 59: Simply Can’t Wait

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Although she liked the stuff in the box, it wouldn’t be enough to buy her off and make her compromise.

Michael Gallagher squints one eye and raises the corner of his mouth, “So I’m that despicable in your heart?”

Who knows? Anyway, your despicable behavior is not only once or twice. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Molly Walker raises her eyebrows and smiles.

The mistrustful look on her face provokes a burst of annoyance in Michael Gallagher’s heart.

“It has nothing to do with Isabelle. I just don’t want you to lose face for the Gallagher family.”

As if she didn’t hear the sarcasm in his words, Molly cheerfully picks up the box and says, “Well, I won’t be polite then. I’ll take the stuff. Thank you, Mr.

Gallagher.”

She turns around and leaves with a cheerful smile on her face, but Michael wants to say something more. However, she slips away so fast that she doesn’t give him a chance to speak.

Her taking such a large box out of Michael Gallagher’s office has already attracted the curious glances of others in the company.

When she was still working here, no one had paid attention to her identity. But since her secret marriage was exposed, she seldom came to the company for a simple reason: she was afraid of being dragged into gossip.

In order to avoid attracting attention, she simply sneaked out the back door and went around to the main entrance.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom is parked at the main entrance of the Gallagher Group headquarters. The employees inside the building see Molly getting into the car, and someone exclaims, “I remember that license plate; it belongs to the Thompson family!”

The Thompson family is wealthy, so their license plates start with “8” plus the abbreviation of Sunnydale City. There’s only one luxury car like this in Sunnydale City, so it was quickly recognized by people.

“How did she get involved with the Thompson family?”

Some of Molly’s former colleagues who didn’t have a good relationship with her are now apprehensive.

It was bad enough when she was the boss’s wife, but now she’s involved with the richest Thompson family too!

With such a strong background, would Molly take revenge on them?

While they’re trembling in fear, Isabelle Richardson is standing nearby, taking a clear look at the scene downstairs.

That’s Damian Thompson’s car. He’s rarely interested in women and takes

great care of his car. Even Gillian Thompson hardly gets to ride in it. The fact that Molly can sit in the car shows that Ivy Thompson’s identity has been revealed.

Realizing that her plot had come to nothing, Isabelle clenches her face in anger.

She calls Gillian again, but Gillian seems to have blacklisted her, as she never picks up her calls.

Gillian’s behavior clearly indicates her intention to cut ties with Isabelle. This gives Isabelle a message: not only Molly’s identity but also her own attempted murder may not be kept secret.

Molly has never been interested in cars, but the moment she sits in Damian Thompson’s car, she feels the comfort.

She examines the car, especially the details and interior, and concludes that it’s more luxurious compared to Michael Gallagher’s car.

Seeing her touching here and there, Damian doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“Do you like it?”

Molly straightens up, puts the box aside, and nods eagerly.

Who wouldn’t like this kind of car? Who wouldn’t dare like it?

“This car is limited edition, and it’s difficult to buy from the original buyer. Since you like it, I’ll give you this car…”

Upon hearing that, Molly is startled.

“No need, I can’t drive.”

“You don’t need to drive. We have a dedicated driver at home.”

Molly: ‘

“I’m your elder brother. No need to be polite with me.” He doesn’t say more: not only the car, but even the Thompson family’s shares belong to her too. Molly is somewhat moved by his words “I’m your elder brother.”

Except for Nicholas’s rigidity, this elder brother truly deserves the title “elder brother.”

“What does your father… ahem, Mr. Thompson have in mind for me today?” Molly asks awkwardly.

Even though she knows Daniel Thompson is her father now, she still can’t call him that.

“You’ll know when you get there.” Damian thinks of the “young talents” waiting for her at home and smiles.

If she knew that her father had called her home for a blind date, she would probably get off the car right now.

In order to successfully bring her home, he decides not to tell her about it, so she can deal with it herself.

A man wearing sunglasses is standing by an RV parked at the foot of Gallagher Group’s office building.

The assistant quickly walks in the CEO’s office.

Michael Gallagher is just about to leave when he turns around and sees the assistant’s frightened face.

“Mr. Gallagher, Harry Lambert is here.”

Harry Lambert is here, and despite being fully armed, he’s still recognized by his fans.

He’s a popular young idol, and his ability to attract fans, both male and female, is strong; Gallagher Group’s employees are no exception to that. The moment Harry Lambert is recognized, a girl screams.

“Harry Lambert! Oh my god, am I dreaming?”

“Harry Lambert actually came to our company! My god, he’s so handsome!”

“Aaaah, I’m going to die!”

Harry Lambert’s mouth twitches lightly as he walks without stopping.

Wearing sunglasses, no one sees the indifference in his eyes.

The assistant stands beside him, with dissatisfaction completely plastered on his face.

Even he doesn’t know why Harry insists on coming to Gallagher Group.

Upon learning that Harry is here, Michael Gallagher is somewhat surprised.

It doesn’t take long for Harry to arrive. When there are only two people left in the room, Harry has already given Michael Gallagher a thorough once-over.

He sits elegantly on the chair, casually checking himself out, his eyes narrowed slightly, like a fox lurking for thousands of years.

Apart from being more attractive, this man has no other advantages.

I don’t know how Molly managed to be with him for three years.

As Harry looks at Michael Gallagher, he also looks back at Harry.

Is this the man she likes?

His thick, silvery hair and sharp red lips are more alluring than a woman’s. His peach blossom eyes are naturally bent, quite enchanting.

“Mr. Gallagher, I’ve long admired you!” he tilts his head slightly with a haughty lift of his chin, exposing a beautiful and pure profile. “Let’s cut to the chase.” He strides up to Michael Gallagher and asks, “When are you divorcing Molly?”

Molly, such an intimate name.

Michael Gallagher’s face remains calm, but anger has risen within him. “What? Didn’t she tell you? We’re already divorced.”

Harry scoffs and glances at him, “You’re divorced, but haven’t filed the paperwork yet. With your means, it wouldn’t take more than a month to get a divorce, right?”

That day, he deliberately had dinner with Molly, hoping that the gossip would make him let Molly go sooner. However, the news was completely suppressed.

He doesn’t know what methods Michael used, but not a single piece of information was leaked out.

This man, if he doesn’t make a move, leaves no trace once he does.

Michael Gallagher turns out to be more powerful than he had imagined.

Despite this, his divorce is full of twists and turns, clearly intentional.

After all this talk, it turns out he’s here to force him to divorce.

He can’t even wait a month, so desperate?

Michael clenches his fists and doesn’t hide the coldness in his eyes, “Did you come here today on your own initiative, or was it her idea?”